Warmth filled her little heart not as her frail bones grew to the sky. Her mother pinned her to gloom and away from her stony soul. She never saw the way her daughter's eyes changed from a warm brown to black orbs, now incapable to feel tenderness. The little girl walks through ghosts, hoping to feel.
photo by sergio albiac
photo by sergio albiac
13 comments:
you write so lovely :) truely inspirational.
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Murphy xo
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ohhh, i love the last sentence. i can feel a little resonance in my own life
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hey hun! thank you so much for the lovely comment you left on my blog-i really need to start writing more again! your blog is absolutely enchanting, i will definitely be following!
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Sara
Took more than a glance, dear. What you have here is something quite beautiful. x
beautiful words and photo, love your blog...so inspiring :)
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love it.
xoxo
<3 So beautiful.
You have no idea how much I adore this. This is stunning, dear! You are such a wonderful writer.
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This piece is very enchanting.
You could say it's almost bittersweet. x
you have such beauty in words. you inspire me so much, love. <3 xxx
such beautiful words. xx
Oh, it made me shivershivershiver. The little girl, I think I have met her before. x
your words, honestly. so beautiful & emotive xx
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